MORE SHIT! errr....I mean SONG!

by Moses Tue Jan 12, 2010 7:13 pm

Song. Enjoy, don't, whatever. Just don't steal or anything I work hard on my crappy songs.

Yesterday Machine by Moses

Wake up to the sound of my phone ringing.
Notice your side of the bed is empty.
Its a beautiful day.
Can even hear birds singing.
But the news on the end of the line.
It makes the color leave my eyes.

Can't treat you like December.
Some cold I can just brush off my shoulder.
Freezes my heart in my chest.
Reminds that its still winter.

I'd trade February.
To save you this January.
Novembered all my chances.
So now I March with your ghost.

Speechless, muscles don't work like they should.
Phone shatters on the hardwood.
I know how it feels.
Else where they pull your car from the lake.
Police note no signs you tired to brake.
Later they conclude you fell asleep.

Can't treat you like December.
Some cold I can just brush off my shoulder.
Freezes my heart in my chest.
Reminds that its still winter.

I'd trade February.
To save you this January.
Novembered all my chances.
So now I March with your ghost.

The moment I lost you.
Is the moment I lost me.
Yesterday.
TAKEN EVERYTHING!

Why can't they make a machine?
That makes all our dreams real.
Bring back my yesterday.
Why can't they make a machine?
(Singer B = B) Love what you got.
That makes all our dreams real.
(B) Love what you got.
Bring back my yesterday.
(B) Love what you got while you can.
Why can't they make a machine?
(B) Love what you got.
That makes all our dreams real.
(B) Love what you got.
Bring back my yesterday.
(B) Love what you got while you can.
(B) Love what you got.
(B) Love what you got.
(B) Love what you got.
BRING BACK MY YESTERDAY!

Can't treat you like December.
Some cold I can just brush off my shoulder.
Freezes my heart in my chest.
Reminds that its still winter.

I'd trade February.
To save you this January.
Novembered all my chances.
So now I March with your ghost.